Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. The only things I own is the plot, Kristy, Emily (Not Emily Young) and some other characters that will be coming soon in this story.
I wake up, stretching my limbs, and turning off my annoying alarm clock. Ugh, first day of school, and I am already dreading today. I hear the sounds of clanking pans, meaning my mom is in the kitchen cooking me breakfast.
"Emily, it's time to get up," my mom yelled at me.
"I'm up, I'm up," I said to her, but she didn't hear.
I got off of my bed and went over to my closet, grabbing a button-up t-shirt and a pair of denim jeans, and sliding my nerdy glasses on my face. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and went over to the kitchen, where I placed my backpack at.
"Good morning, Emily. Ready for your first day back at La Push High?" she asked me.
Uh, no! is what I would have said, but since my mom thinks I love school, I said, "Yeah, I'm so excited!"
"Great, now go wake your brother, and tell him breakfast is ready," she told me, shooing me off.
I walked up the stairs and barged into his boyish room. God, I hate coming in his room, it smells of moldy food and his smelly body odor.
"Embry, get your ass up, mom made food," I said loud enough to startle him awake.
"Mom made food! I'll be down in a second!" he yelled, I guess at me.
I walked back downstairs and sat down in the chair, and picked at my breakfast, not really hungry. Embry came down a few seconds after I sat down. Damn he is fast.
"Embry, can you take your sister to school?" mom asked.
"Yeah, sure," he said, food coming out off his mouth.
I stared at my brother, annoyed with him for some reason. Probably it had to do with him talking with food in his mouth. Seriously, it look like he was raised by wolves.
"Could you stop eating like a pig for once? No one likes to see your chewed up food! Fucking Embry," I mumbled the last part to myself lowly, making sure he didn't hear it, neither my mom, but I was proven wrong.
"What did you say?" he growled at me, giving me the evil eye. I looked at him and gave my innocent smile.
"I love you Embry," I said sweetly, batting my eye lashes.
"Sure you do. . ." he rolled his eyes in annoyance and kept on eating. Mom was giving us strange looks, but went back to doing what she was doing.
I stared at the clock, wanting the time to go faster, but it was just going slower and slower, probably staring to pissed me off. Embry was still chomping on his food, and I kept on wondering why he was eating so much.
"It's time to go now Embry. Can we now go to school?" I asked, annoyance leaking out from my voice.
"Suuurrreeee little sis, but let me get out of this shirt. It looks like there's a stain on it," he smiled evilly at me, and I growled at him.
"There is no fucking stain on your shirt, now get your ass into the car, I'm driving!" I snatched the keys out of his hand, and shoved him, making him laugh at my attempt to push him. Damn cocky brother of mine. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and gave my mom a kiss on the cheek, telling her to have a nice day. Embry was right behind me, laughing at what happened not to long ago.
"You know, what's your problem today! You know when I'm in a crappy mood, and you just seem to keep making it worst. Do you like making your little sister miserable?" I yelled at him.
"Yeah, it's funny when you get all mad. Plus you face is really red, and I have a feeling you wouldn't want Jacob to see your face lit up as a tomato " he howled with laughter.
Oh my God! I totally forgot that Jacob is going to be there. I hate it when he teases me about when my face gets all red. Sometimes he even makes me feel fuzzy cause' he says I look cute when I blush, and normally, that's when my whole face turns red. I hope the cool air helps my face become cooler. . .
I drove as slowly as possible to the school, just waiting for the heat to die down in my cheeks, but we eventually arrived at La Push High. We both got out of the car, me just staring at how many kids were here.
"Have a nice day little sis." He blew me a little kiss, and waved. He's just getting underneath my skin. I felt my cheeks heat up with more anger for my brother. Damn him!
"Hey Rosy, are you okay?" A voice said in a teasing tone. I knew that voice, and I knew it well.
I turned around and jumped into his waiting arms, enjoying his warmth. "Oh my God, Jake! I have missed you like crazy! Why didn't you stop by? Or at least call me. Ugh, it doesn't matter, I'm just glad you're here." I hugged him tighter, making a laugh come from his mouth, and his chest to vibrate.
"You know you look cute when you're all flustered?" he said in a matter-a-fact tone.
"Ugh, shut up Jake." I said, looking down, making sure my chestnut hair hid my cheeks.
"What?" he said, putting his hands up in surrender. "I can't compliment my best friend?"
"How are you complimenting me by saying 'you look cute when you're flustered'?"
"Well obviously, I can't say you look cute when you're blushing, cause' you definitely were not blushing, you looked pissed off beyond belief. What did Embry do this time?"
"He's being the most aggravating brother ever. You know how I just hate when people talk with food in their mouth? Well he was doing just that!" I yelled throwing my hands in the air.
"Okay, okay, calm down," he laughed," Let's go get our schedules." He placed his arm around my shoulder and led me towards to the office.
For those of you who are thinking it, me and Jake are not dating. He's just my best friend, but sometimes he acts like he's my boyfriend. When I was on my period he brought me pads, chocolate and movies. He actually stayed and dealt with my bitchiness. Embry can't even deal with my bitchiness, he actually makes me worst when I'm on my period.
"Here you two go," I heard a lady's voice say. I look to my side to see Jake being handed two pieces of paper.
"Em, here's your schedule." I looked at the piece to paper in my hand and squealed in happiness.
"I got art! Oh, I finally got art!" I jumped up and down in joy.
"I have art too!" Jake said behind me.
Oh, I have a feeling today is going to be great. . .
~Impossibletobeloved~
Today was going great, and what I have been hearing is true. . . their is a new student here. Yes, I know this is the first day of school, but it's always the same people who come. Getting a new kid is a rare thing.
I walked into art class, seeing Jake already sitting in his chair. He looked up to see me, and smiled, motioning me to come sit by him. I looked around the room, and spotted a girl. She was wearing black skinny jeans, and a dark purple jacket. Ear buds dangled from her jacket, blasting out 'Welcome to the Black Parade' by My Chemical Romance. Her long brown hair cascaded over her back, and her bangs covered most of her face.
I walked over to her, ignoring Jake's pleads for me to sit by him, but I plopped down next to the new girl. She gave me a scared look, like she was afraid of someone. Her body posture calmed down, and she gave me a smile.
I extended my hand towards her and said, "Hey, I'm Emily. You're the new girl right?"
"Um, yeah. I'm Kristy. It's nice to meet you Emily." She grabbed my hand and gave it a firm shake.
"So if you don't mind me asking, why did you tense up when I came over here?" Okay, maybe I was being a little too blunt, but it felt like she was going to be my new girl best friend, and I would stick up for her.
"Um, if I tell you, will you promise to keep it a secret?" she said so quietly, that I barely heard her. She looked around the classroom nervously, and then back at me, probably waiting for my answer.
"I swear on my life." I placed my hand up as I said the promise.
"I. . . I've been bullied. . . By, um. . . him." she pointed a finger towards a guy, and I swear, I felt my jaw dropped open. The guy she was pointing to was my brother, Embry.
"What! When! Aren't you new here, though?" I was shocked, my brother was bullying Kristy.
"Um, I was here 3 years ago, and then I left because of him. My mom died not to long ago, and my dad wanted to come back here, to forget what happened to my mom." She said in a small voice, and there were tears falling down her cheeks.
"I could do something to help you. I'll take care of Embry for you, and then you don't have to worry about him," I smiled at the thought of kicking Embry's ass.
"NO! . . . I mean no. If you say something to him about me telling you, he said he would do something to me, something I will never forget. . ." Okay, I am beyond pissed off. Why the fuck is he picking on her!
"I'm going to tell him to back the fuck off you! I'm sorry to say, but Embry is my stupid ass of a brother. He's going to get his ass kicked because he's doing this to you! Don't worry about, I'll take care of everything."
She glanced over at me, then at Embry, not sure if she should tell me to just forget about it. "Okay, you can do whatever you want to him, he's your brother. What happens if he comes and beats the crap out of me cause' I told you? Oh no, maybe it's not a good idea if you tell him. I shouldn't have told you. Oh this is bad, this is really bad. I'm going to stay home forever now, and ask-" I shook her shoulders and she yelped, she actually yelped.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, but you just kept on rambling, and i didn't know how to stop you. Let me see if you're okay." I pulled back her jacket, and her shirt at the same time, and gasp. Their were punch marks on her shoulder, and I have a feeling I know who did this.
I looked at the clock, and scribbled down my address and phone number, giving it to Kristy. The bell rung and I got up, ignoring the calls I was getting from Jacob, and ran over to Embry. I pushed him, and he raised his hand and turned around, about tot punch me, but he stopped and laughed at me.
"Hey Emily, you need something?" I slapped him across the face and gave him a cold stare. "The fuck was that for!" He yelled, holding his cheek in his hand.
"Why are you being a dick to Kristy! What did she ever do to you! What you're doing is low, especially for you Embry. Do you enjoy the pain you give her? I saw what you did to her, so you need to give me three fucking reasons why I shouldn't kick your ass!" i pointed my finger right in his face.
"She ruin my reputation! She slapped me, and she took a picture of me naked when I was drunk, and posted it on Facebook!"
"Those are the worst reasons ever! She's such a sweet girl, and she wouldn't do that to you dick-head. God, that picture of you naked. . . you're dumbass friend behind you posted it, and said it was Kristy. You want to know who ruined your stupid reputation, Brittney Wilson did, she was pissed off at you for some unknown reason. Are you even sure that Kristy slapped you? Cause' I have a picture of a girl that looks just like her, and you were drunk, like always. You need to get your facts straight before you do something." I walked away from them, and went to the car. I saw Jacob running towards me, but went over to Kristy, who was sitting by herself listening to music
I tapped on her shoulder lightly, now wanting her to freak. She too out her ear bud and said 'hey' to me.
"You want to come over to my house, and work on homework?" I gave her a reassuring smile.
"Yeah, let me tell my dad, and the we could go." She pulled out her Iphone and started to talk to, I guess her dad, and she walked a few feet away.
"Hey Em, why have you been avoiding me?" Jake asked, spinning around to face him.
"Sorry, it's just that Kristy is having a major problem with my brother. Speaking of my brother. . . can you give him a ride to my house. I'll be taking the car with Kristy, and I don't think she wants to be in the same car as him." I sighed," Thanks Jake, I owe you big." I placed a kiss on his cheek, and left to the car, leaving Jake standing there like an idiot.
"Ready to go, Kristy?" I asked her.
"Yup, let's hit the road. . ."